Ra! Look at the rack on that, look at the back on that
I wanna tap on that, like...
I wanna tap on that, like you's a sink
bang on that, abuse ya pink
loose ya think, I've lost my mind
the usual thing, I've crossed the line.
But you're proper fine, how about we go and cotch at mine
You show me a chicken head, I'll show you this cock of mine.
I thought that it would be cool if I just said,
that you look so good can I take you to bed.
Your eyes tell me that I've crossed over a line,
I'll buy you one more drink and we will be fine.
Ra! Ra! Look at her arse, look at her tits,
look at her class, look at her walk, her strut her sashay-
Jiggling tits in a fucking cascade,
I feel a rush to the brain, insane.
Feel like I got nothing to say; I aint a pimp or bluffing today.
I can't let this one get away.
You aint gettin' away
Fuck that nah
You aint gettin' away
I've just gotta think of something to say.